When I arrived at his apartment we chatted for a few minutes, sometimes there is a slightly awkward feeling when meeting someone for the first time, but it soon passes. After chatting he showed me his bedroom and the restraints he owned. A nice set of leather restraints that he attached to the frame of the bed. It was my first time using leather restraints and I must say it was nice, much better than rope. So I went to the bathroom and stripped down to a pair of shorts and nothing else.

I told him I would go first as the lee. So he proceeded to tie me to the bead spread eagled so the fun could begin.

He began at my feet, his favorite spot, with light strokes causing me to twitch and giggle. He tested all areas for sensitivity, including the tops. I was laughing, but not too hard. I was also able to keep it in, at least until he started moving up my legs, to my belly and eventually up to my dreaded armpits where I started struggling and pleading with him to not go to my armpits. Like any good tickler, my pleas fell upon deaf ears as he attacked my armpits sending me into a crazed laughing panic. While going through this I realized I forgot to suggest a safeword. I mentioned it to him but he said he would stop if I asked him to so there would be no need for a safe word. He then promptly went back to torturing my exposed and helpless underarms. He did so for several minutes before I finally convinced him to give me a break. During this break he proceeded back down to my feet, I knew he suspected that I had now been sensitized, and he was right! He again attacked my feet with renewed vigor as I lost it again. For several minutes he dragged his fingers up and down my feet causing me to futily pull on my restraints in a vain effort to get free. When he finally did stop, he stayed down at my feet but wasn't tickling me. I opened my eyes and saw him leaning down and he began to gently lick and suck my toes. Now this tickled a bit but it was a very nice feeling too. While doing this he had his feet up near my face and hands so I took every opportunity to kiss and lick his feet, as well as tickle them.

Once he began to bite my oh so soft and sensitive feet it started to renew my torment and the once pleasurable sensations he was causing now turned back into those intense and unbearable tickling feelings and soon again he had me laughing and screaming as he bit, nibbled, scraped, and scratched my ticklish soles. It must of been ten minutes he tickled my feet as I lay there helpless on his bed as he had his way with my tender toes. He did stop again once he heard the desperation in my voice, as I lay relieved for the break I soon realized it was only given so he could reposition back at my armpits and cause yet another long bout of hysterical laughter. I hardly remember much, only the panic that overtook my mind. I would have done anything, agreed to anything, and said anything just to get it to stop. He did give me short breaks, and I mean short, but only just to tease me. Sometime he would lay across my pelvis and hold one arm up so I couldn't bring it down at all. As he did this I would start to freak out as his hands slowly descended upon my helpless armpit. I could feel his fingers long before they ever touched skin or hair. However when they did reach their destination I would again be sent into another bout of uncontrollable hysterical laughter. He continued this for several minutes before I finally broke and told him to untie me. He did so without question and begin undoing the leather restraints. My turn was finally over. His was about to begin.

After resting for a few minutes I got up and he lay down as I started to strap him to the bed.  I noticed his feet looked as soft and smooth as mine did, I knew this was going to be fun.  After strapping him to the bed spread eagle I playfully began dragging my fingers lightly up his soles, it turned out his feet were about as ticklish as my armpits.  His soles flailed and jerked as every stroke made contact with his tender flesh.  I knew I had to keep tickling his feet but I also wanted to check his other areas.  I started moving up his legs to his belly.  I found him delightfully ticklish on his belly and sides so I stayed there scribbling on his belly as he giggled and squirmed.  From there I moved up to his armpits, though not nearly as ticklish as mine, I still got a nice reaction from him.  I straddled his waist as I darted from area to area trying to keep him off gaurd, but soon what I had feared most happened, he was starting to desensitize, so I hopped up off of his waist and straddled his right leg.  I grabbed a hold of his toes with one hand and with the other I lightly drew my fingers across his foot trying like hell not to let it move away from my ticklish onslaught.  This cause his laughter to get maniacal and the rest of his body to violently jerk about.  I was afraid he would hurt himself so I gave him a quick break.  But it was mainly so I could jump over to his other leg and repeat my ticklish attack.  I found he really responded best to a very light feathery tickle with my fingers.  Again his laughter renewed and his flailing continued, especially when I oh-so-lightly scratched the pad of his foot just below the toes.  He nearly  bucked me off it tickled so bad.  I decided to enjoy his feet a little more so I bent down and started to nibble and lick his soles which he enjoyed quite a bit.  Not long after I started I quickly stopped and started to bite and tickle causing him to jump and scream.  It was quite fun.

After several minutes more foot tickling, my friend could take no more and asked to be released, so as he did for me when I asked, I released him.  Though not wanting the fun to end so quickly, as I still had time before I had to leave, I volunteered to be tickled a little while longer.  So after getting strapped in one more time, the bastard went right back at my armpits.  He layed on me and held my elbow down so I couldn't move and ever so slowly brought his fingers teasingly toward my armpit.  Just watching it made me jump and squirm.  He continued this trend for several more minutes before I broke down again and asked to be untied.  It was very very intense, I just couldn't take any more.  So he untied me, we cleaned up and went our separate ways.  I look forward to my next meeting with him. 

I hope you enjoyed the story.